Melodramatic.

I have been feeling down lately. If life's a roller coaster, it feels as though my ride just ended. Perhaps if I was a little less melodramatic, then I would be able to stop feeling to sorry for myself. What scares me about this is that I don't know why I've all of a sudden taken a turn down the road of despair, but I've got a feeling it has to do with déja vu. Because during the course of my life, I have encountered another situation like this one except a lot more dramatic and more tearful and sad and depressing and whatever...Maybe I'm just geared towards feeling dramatic things...maybe it's a subconscious act of my soul hinting at what I internally truly want : Attention. Which I really do want some of that. Who doesn't? Attention is nice, it makes you feel loved and makes you feel like you actually matter to some people. I really doubt that that's my problem though [DENIAL!] because I do get enough attention from a lot of people. Is it my insecurity catching up to me? Are my jealousies outta control? Or is it true that I am truly at my last strand of sanity. Whatever happens to me during the course of the next few days, I'll try to keep you posted 'cause I have a feeling this mood I'm in could make for some intriguing blogs.

I promise not to kill myself,
~Nancy

Confirmed.

It's true.

*sighs*

Roses are red. Violet are blue. Oh, the things I would do, just to be with you.

Ten minute ago...

I cried.

She's Sad.

I'm feeling so weird today. Strangely I'm feeling sad. Which is strange. I'm not used to it. Well, to be honest, I haven't been doing very well in the past couple of days. Someone asks me "How are you?" my standard answer has just been "Okay." Just okay. Worst part is...I'm not sure why. Or maybe I do know why but I don't feel like coming to terms with it. I don't feel like talking about it, thinking about it...As if pushing these things in a closets gonna make me feel better. I'm sad. Hmm.

I think it's pretty good having taken 15 seconds to write it.

There's a point in time when green is blue
When life is good, when lies are true.
Rarely ever is one lucky enough
to see it through...
When has the sky not yet fallen?
Is the land gonna stay cracked?
Heaven forbid I curse the days
Open the fiery pit below,
I burst into flames.

Pillow.

I am so tired
You have no idea.
I just wish that my pillow were here.